I used to think of the night as an escape to the...
We concocted our own thriller...

I don't care about touch, what
chases me is not tangible but...

It's quiet here with you
when the world outside, and in my mind...

I will be the last one standing;
You didn't realize my mind was the...

I sleep with no sounds of rest,
powerless and passionless...

Volume 1
I start with death; I died a thousand times...

All is still, too motionless, as wonder creeps...
Standing in awe, taking a glimpse of the effects...

An elegant pastel mirage
lays out upon the highly trodden road...

There’s an unnamed force pulling me
to indulge in a train ride through the Rocky...

You may know me as a five foot seven
kindred spirit, expressing love to strangers...

If you could write about me
in a few words, what would you...

Joy isn't going to have meaning
when you sulk at grimy stools...